“The challenging business, well, it’s true that’s something we can talk about, but honestly, I was just trying to protect you. It could’ve been dangerous. But the most important thing from now on is that we can’t have any more secrets. Seriously, Wynter. And that includes no more withholding the truth. If I don’t have all the facts, I can’t see the whole picture. It puts all of us at risk.”
Wynter nodded.
“Still, I shouldn’t have been so harsh…especially since you haven’t been wolf for very long,” he continued. His eyes roamed over her body; the swell of her cleavage threatened to spill out of her top. “I know you haven’t been around wolves, not in a pack anyway. You haven’t even shifted yet. After everything that’s happened to you…I should’ve gone easier.”
“No more secrets. I promise. But Jax…”
“I know you’re worried about Jax, but I’ll talk to him and…” I want you to be mine.
“I’m not with Jax, not the way you think.”
“What?”
“I haven’t had sex with him,” she interrupted. She lowered her eyes and spoke softly. “He’s my guardian. A protector. A friend.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Logan felt as if a thousand pound weight had lifted with the news that she hadn’t slept with Jax.
“When my parents died, I was only fifteen. Jax, he took me in that very day, and he’s been in my life ever since. He only wants to protect me. That’s why he wanted our relationship to remain kind of unclear…to others. He claims me as his, like you did. After all he’s done for me…you need to understand. I owe him everything. I didn’t want to be disloyal,” she explained and then added, “Growing up, and even now as an adult, he doesn’t want me around the wolves. Well, he’s okay with Mika, but he’d never let me date wolves when I was younger. Believe me, he won’t understand.”
“I can’t blame him. Wolves, we’re passionate, but aren’t always gentle.” He smiled.
“Maybe I don’t want gentle,” she said seductively. “Maybe I just need the right wolf.”
Logan pulled her into an embrace so that her head and body was flush with his. As she molded into him, he wrapped a leg around hers allowing his erection to press into her belly.
“Logan, there’s something else. I’m so embarrassed, but I need to tell you. Tonight, when I saw you with Fiona and Luci…my wolf, she…she’s so strong…I don’t know how to control her…the way I feel… ” She couldn’t finish. The jealousy had nauseated her.
“Wyn,” Logan began, gently raising her chin so she’d look into his eyes. “I’m really sorry. I should have never let Luci touch me after what we had just shared in the club. It was wrong. I shouldn’t have let her near me…not like that, anyway. Let’s just say that if someone had touched you like she’d done to me, I would have…well, you saw how I reacted to Devereoux earlier. Our wolves, they are an extension of ourselves, and sometimes, they feel and act like what they are, animals. As such, they have a tendency to fiercely protect what they perceive to be theirs.”
Relief swept over Wynter. In response, she rubbed her body against his in a slow rhythm. She pressed her mound into the ridge of his hard shaft, seeking to alleviate the throbbing ache between her legs. She cursed that she was dressed when she felt his velvet tip brush against her inner thigh. Her fingertips dug into his back.
Logan’s hand slipped from her waist around to her bottom, sliding into her panties. He cupped her ass and traced a finger up and down her cleft, massaging her flesh. His hips pushed into hers, slowly grinding, creating the pressure they both sought.
“I was so angry when I saw you with them. It’s like I’ve lost control of my emotions. I’ve never been like this before. I can feel it. I’m changing,” she admitted. “But it’s more than that. I know we’ve just met, but I want you so much. I’ve never felt like this…not ever.”
“I feel the same way. There’s something about you. Us. You have no idea how much I want to make love to you,” he breathed, kissing up the side of her neck until he reached her ear. His low sexy voice reverberated between them as he told her what he planned to do next. “Tonight, you’re mine, Dr. Ryan. All. Night. Long.”
“My Alpha, I’m yours,” she whispered, baring her throat. Never in her life had she done this for a man, yet she knew what it meant to wolves. Open and vulnerable. Submitting to him, accepting all that he was. The man. The wolf. The Alpha. And before the night was through, she’d be his.
With a growl, Logan flipped Wynter onto her back. The sight of her submission threw his wolf into a frenzy. Grabbing the hem of her camisole, he ripped it off of her in one smooth motion, exposing her full creamy breasts. Roughly, his lips captured a hardened rosy peak. Taking the tip between his teeth, he tugged then laved it over with his tongue, groaning in male satisfaction.
Wynter gasped as he bit down on her nipple. Pain and pleasure rippled throughout her body, hurling her toward an orgasm. She raked her nails down his back, pushing her hips upward, seeking the pressure she needed. As she heard the sound of her cotton panties tearing away, she moaned.
“Fuck, Wynter. You’re so beautiful,” he panted as he continued to caress her. He couldn’t wait to sink himself into her. “And you smell so good.”
“Logan,” she cried, in response to his touch.
“We’ll make love slower next time,” he promised, sitting up on his knees. He splayed her legs open and pulled her to him so that his cock was pressed at her wet entrance. “Look at you, so perfect.”
She gazed up at Logan, allowing him access to both her body and mind. With her thighs spread wide, he swiped his thumb down her wet crease, brushing over her taut nub. She shivered in response, so close to coming.
“Your pussy is so, so wet and tight.” He pressed two long thick fingers into her tight channel, and she moaned. With his other hand he continued to circle on her clit, increasing the pressure. “Ah yeah, does that feel good, baby?”
“Yes,” she responded breathlessly.
As he pumped in and out of her with his hand, he took his rigid flesh and stroked himself. Without entering her, he slid his cock through her swollen lips, coating himself in her juices. Once, twice, three times, its plump head grazed her tender hood.
“Yes, Logan,” she screamed. His silky hardness tantalized her clit, driving her over the edge. Exploding in an erotic release, she shuddered uncontrollably, digging her fingers into the sheets.
Logan loved how responsive she was to him. As she came, he drove his straining shaft into her pussy in one full thrust. Fucking unbelievable, he thought. The hot walls of her channel clenched around him like a fist, pulsating as she rode the wave of her orgasm. Logan hooked his arms underneath her knees, pulled out and slammed into her again. Like an animal, he took her over and over, encouraged by Wynter’s words.
“Yes, harder. Logan. Oh God, yes!” Wynter licked her lips as she saw his thick cock disappear into her. His face was tense with restrained emotion as he pulled out and lost himself inside her once again. No other man had ever taken her so forcefully, possessing her with his passion. His power was altogether addictive and consuming. As Logan filled her completely, she was desperate for more.
Relentlessly he thrust in and out of her, increasing the pace. The harder he fucked her, the more he resisted the instinct to take her from behind. He knew that if he did, he couldn’t control the need to mark her. His wolf howled in protest. She was his. But he hadn’t discussed it with Wynter. Hell, he hadn’t even thought about it himself. Up until now, he’d never had the urge to mark anyone in his life. Sweat beaded on his forehead, as he fought it, pushing his wolf to the side. No, if he marked her, it would be on his own terms, not the beast’s. Logan cared too much about Wynter to do that to her without her permission.